It's now been a full week since I've been down here in the dungeon, and today is my birthday. Thankfully, my scars are healing slowly. My mom has not come back. My brother comes back now and then to hit, kick, slap, burn, or whatever he needs to do to let off his pent-up anger. The guy in the cell next to me has been nice. He listens to me when I do talk, but even then, I don't have much to say. Instead, he allowed me to listen to him. It turns out his name is Mark, and he was captured and jailed for hiding money from the alpha to keep the money to feed his family.
He told me how the alpha would bring his fated mate to the dungeon and rape her while he watched them chained up. I used to think our alpha was nice, but after what he did to me and listening to Mark's stories, I can understand
